DEXTER'S POINT OF VIEW
"Good day, Mother", I greet once Melanie walks out of my office.
"Liam", she smiles and I groan internally.
She can never get over that nickname. It has become annoying to me since over two decades ago and I have always told her but she never stops.
"Why are you so mean to Melanie?", she complains as she sits on one of the cushions in my office and I sigh.
"I'm not mean to her", I grunt.
I don't understand why she always thinks I'm being mean to Melanie when I haven't even treated her like I would have liked to. I'm always trying to act neutral to her because annoying as she may be, I've gotten used to having her around and I wouldn't want her resigning.
"That's exactly the problem with you, you never know that you're being annoying", Mother nags.
"Mother, why are you here?"
"I came to see you. The last time I came, you claimed you had already drawn up your schedule so couldn't go out with me"
That was one annoying day. She had began complaining like a child whose father refused to play with her and I was in the middle of some work else I would have gone with her to avoid the drama.
How did I finally escape from that sticky situation?
Oh yeah right, I told Melanie to take her out. I know she likes Melanie so had assumed Melanie would somehow get her to calm down. And it worked.
Besides the fact that I was busy, I don't like going out with Mother. I don't even like spending time with her, she gets on my nerves but somehow I still love her. That's why I visit her every once in a while and go out with her every now and then. I'm just not in the mood sometimes.
"So I suppose you haven't made your schedule since it has only about an hour since you arrived"
"Actually Mother, I've already done that", I slowly admit.
"Or maybe you just don't want to go out with me", she complains and I stand up then walk to her. "You just have no single regard for me at all, sometimes I wonder if you even love me"
"Don't say that, Mother. You know I love you", I mumble as I sit beside her and take her hands. "I'm just busy"
"That's what you always say", she hmphs.
"How about you help me with something, Mother?", I request.
Maybe if I give her something to do, she won't be so clingy.
"Aren't you so self-sufficient that you have no respect for your mother anymore? Am I capable of helping you with anything?", she taunts and I smile. "Oh wait, do you need me to find you a girl?", she asks suddenly excited and I frown.
"Mother, that's actually not it", I quickly correct before she would start getting ideas.
I get that it is already time I settle down but the last thing I need is for her to arrange someone for me. She would probably choose some silly girl whose parents happen to have some connections.
I haven't been interested in any girl for quite a while so I know that I will end up marrying someone because of her family's connections but marriage is a lifetime commitment. The girl has to be bearable.
This is the kind of thing I would have entrusted to Grandpa's care. Hiring Melanie was the only one out of the many decisions he had made on my behalf that didn't sit quite well with me but she ended up being quite efficient so the decision was kinda good.
"Just before I was notified of your call, I got a call from Mrs Corazon telling me that she would have to resign"
"What?", Mother yells.
It was so crazy when Mrs Corazon had said it over the phone. She has been working as my housekeeper since I moved out of my grandfather's home at sixteen. Everything had been fine when I left the house this morning and she was suddenly saying such a thing.
"She had stayed overnight yesterday and got a call this morning that her husband had slumped yesterday night and the doctors said he has a tumor so would need surgery as soon as possible"
"Oh my goodness!"
Nothing like my mother to be dramatic.
"So she needs to go be with him and wanted to resign. I told her not to worry and leave then return whenever her husband was completely recovered", I inform her.
"That's the right thing to do. Was that why you sent Melanie home?"
"Yes, I sensed she would need some aid. She sounded very distraught over the phone"
"I can't imagine how bad she would feel. Whenever I hear this kind of news, I'm always so relieved that your grandfather didn't bother me with such and just died in his sleep", she murmurs.
I had never thought of that. She's right though, it would have been disturbing if grandfather had fallen sick before dying.
"So why do you need my help? Do you want me to come live with you?"
"No!", I immediately decline. "I didn't mean for it to sound that way but no, I don't need you to come live with me. I need you to find me a new housekeeper and chef"
"That's easy"
"I mean just one person, not two", I add.
"That will be kind of difficult", she grunts but shrugs.
"I knew I could count on you"
"But you're very picky with your food, finding someone you'll approve will be a bigger challenge than finding someone"
"I just don't like to eat nonsense", I shrug.
"Why don't you just hire Melanie?", she suggests and my brain does a flip in shock.
"What?"
"She already knows how picky you are with your food because you make her eat lunch with you and she eats dinner at your house most of the time"
"And so?", I ask with furrowed eyebrows.
"She is a good cook"
"How do you know that?", I frown.
"She has cooked for me several times"
"When? How? Mother, she's my personal assistant. You can't make her do so many things for you in addition to the work she already has just because she's being polite"
"Oooooooh you're standing up for her", Mother smiles and claps excitedly.
I don't trust that move. I mean she has once suggested I date Melanie but she has already realized that I dislike Melanie's personality too much to consider that.
"Mother, I don't like that reaction"
"It's not a secret that she's the only girl with no useful family background that I can allow you to consider as your future wife", she replies. "You said you don't like her though", she grumbles.
"It's good you remember that", I hmph. "I'm not hiring Miss Wright though"
"But I really think it would have been a good idea. You can hire Melanie as your chef and then I will just find you a housekeeper, that'll be easy for everyone. You already make her come to your house very early and leave very late. She also goes home to bring your lunch so I'm sure she wouldn't mind. You'll have to pay her for the extra work though"
"Mother, I...", I begin to argue but she cuts me off.
"I know you find it uncomfortable eating food cooked by someone you don't know, you don't even like going to restaurants"
DEXTER'S POINT OF VIEW I had to admit that the idea wasn't a bad one though. It wouldn't be too much of a deviation if I asked Melanie to work as my chef but still... "No, Mother" "Fine", she rolls her eyes. Who knows if this wasn't even one of her attempts to matchmake Melanie and I? It's good I rejected it. "But what's wrong with Melanie as a woman? Even married men find themselves having an affair with their personal assistants or secretary but you are not even friends with Melanie" She talks too much, eats too much and eats quite savagely too and... What else? She's clumsy sometimes and doesn't pay so much attention to how she looks, sometimes. I don't really know to be honest, she just annoys me. She is a beautiful lady though, I'm surprised she hasn't yet given me a wedding invitation all these years. "Or did she do something wrong?", Mother inquires. She was shabbily dressed when I met her for the first time and stuttered a lot. She wasn't very punctual then t
Chapter 5. Melanie's Pov. Why is Eveth calling me by this time?, it's 9pm and it's really rare. There is no way I'm not going to pick the call. "Hello, you will be working for Dexter for the next three months, since Mrs Corazon will not be around." She said immediately I picked the call. She must have been mistaken, there is no way Dexter will agree with what she just said. "Ma'am, I think you are mistaken...Dexter wouldn't want me to work for him." I tried explaining but she cuts me off immediately. "No, he was the one who said three months, so you can start working tomorrow, I will come and pick you up tomorrow since tomorrow is Saturday. My poor son must be really hungry." She said the last sentence with an awful voice. I know she's just trying to convince me to work for her son, I will have to do it for her sake and not for his sake. "Okay, I will prepare myself." I agreed and I could hear her squeaking over there. She must be really happy, looks like someone that has anoth
Chapter Six. Melanie's Point Of View. Oh Shi!!! I never imagined she was going to mention this here, she's making the matter worse. I bit my lips in shame as I looked at the jerk who was already staring at me. He didn't say anything as he walked back upstairs. "Hey I'm talking to you!!! How dare you walk out on me Huh? Or don't tell me you are occupied on Saturdays again." Eveth shouted as he walked back upstairs. He stopped walking as he looked back. Don't tell me he disobeyed his mother. "Last room by the left side the the hall way, that is your room." He said and I guess he was referring to me, he went back without even looking back. "I should look for a good wife for him that will teach him manners." She stated as she looked at me. This woman should realize that I am not interested in her proud son at all. "I will go to my room now." I excused myself as I bowed my head. I carried the luggage up the stairs as I went to the room he directed me to. Ahhhhh, life is going to b
Chapter Seven. Melanie's Pov. I was hungry since I haven't eaten anything this morning, I thought of preparing something for myself. I went downstairs as I didn't meet Eveth there, I guess she went out already. I went to the kitchen as I thought of what to eat. Bread will be better, I opened the cupboard as I brought out the flour and the ingredients I was going to use. "Should I prepare his own or not?" I asked myself as my mind diverted towards that jerk. No! I'm not preparing his own, he said he wasn't expecting me to come this early. So I should prepare this food around the time he wants me to come. Or I should just punish him a little bit? I decided I was going to mix large quantity of flour, after mixing I will keep much in the fridge and bake the rest. I started preparing the bread and I was almost done already, I brought out the bread from the oven. Gosh! I'm good when it comes to baking. I dropped the bread with the tray on the cabinet as I looked up and I was surpr
Chapter Eight. *The Next Morning* Dexter's Pov.... I woke up with my head banging so loud, it hurts so much. I wanted to come down from the bed as I realized my leg was on something soft and hard at the same time. I quickly removed my leg as it was a human that was on the floor. Shit! What the hell is she e doing in my room. Or is she scared to stay in her room? What a weak girl. Wait, what happened to me yesterday, don't tell me my trauma is back, I remembered calling Melanie to my room. She already know about it, I hope she doesn't ask more questions and she should just mind her business that way. "Hey wake up." I used my leg to hit her back. As she turned over with her thighs being exposed, what the!!! I watched as she opened her eyes slowly, when she saw me she quickly stood up from the floor. "What are you doing in my room, you can't even spare me some privacy? Are you that scared?" I asked immediately she stood up. "But sir..." She wanted to say something but she stopp
Chapter Nine. Three Months With My Cute Boss. Chapter Nine. Dexter's Pov. I don't know what made me to say I was going to follow her outside, am I crazy? To be honest to find another P.A that is as hardworking as her is really rare. This is the first time I will be seeing her dressing like that anyways. "Do you mean it? Why do you want to follow us?" My mom asked as I just rolled my eyes. I'm very sure my mom must be surprised by what I just said, I hope she doesn't think about another thing. "I'm coming I will go and change." I told them so as to wait for me. "Your face looks swollen and you look tired, what is wrong dear?" I heard my mother asking Melanie as I walked up the stairs, I hope she doesn't tell my mom that she slept in my room. ******** I was driving already, my mom insisted she was going to sit at the backseat while Melanie should sit with me at the front, it was not really a long journey and it didn't take long before we reached the boutique. It was a unisex
Chapter Ten. Dexter's Pov. It is in the evening already and Melanie isn't back, my mom was damn worried. "She will come back home." I assured her. The way she is pacing around is really bothering me. It was then I heard a car screeching at the front of our house, who could that be? I'm not expecting visitor also. My mom rushed out with the hope thinking she was Melanie while I followed her. It wasn't Melanie... A young guy came out from the car. I don't think I know this guy anywhere!!! Who is he? She was disappointed as it occurs to be a young guy, looks as if he came to see us. He walked towards us it was then I realized he really came to see us. "Are you Mr.Dexter?" He asked immediately he got closer to me. "Yes I am, what happened?" I asked when he said he was looking for me. "Miss Melanie is in the hospital right now. She wanted you to know so I had to..." He was talking before my mom interrupted. "Which hospital? And what happened to her?" My mom asked panicking He t
Chapter 11 Melanie's Pov. After waking up earlier, I saw the cute guy walking into my room. I guess he was the one who saved me. "Thank you very much." I said to him. "You don't have to thank me." He said placing the fruit on the desk that was beside me. "You are welcome." He said with a smile. He looked so cute, and he is gentle and understanding. I can't judge his behavior easily anyways, I just me him. "Please can you do me a favor?" I asked immediately. "Sure," He replied and I was so happy. He didn't even hear what I want to ask him first. "Please can you go to this place, and help me tell them I am at the hospital." I begged him as I told him the location. "Okay, I will." He assured me. I told him the resident name and my name also, that will really help. "Take care darling." He said as he walked out of the room. Wait, did he just call me darling? I can't remember when a male person called me such a sweet name last except from Dexter grand father, he is always find if